The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-07-07
MISS HETTYs ROSES.

bAMbOo rOckeIs ~ ~ ha 'Ns 1NfSh f""f
for people TO think they must make VI
iimcrscks that nobody wants and seattle
them shout among their friends
But !, Is for birthday present, aunt,
"well. what OF that DO yon suppos
because my birthday happens TO he CON
ing that wan, anyone 10 give me an IN
sainly pin cnshion with two He worke'
10 the centerg'
"Whst II there should be three H'sf
said Lottie, slyly, remembering old Pete
Hsmmond's clumsy attentions. With. as b.
admitted. ian eve 10 the snug home. +"
whats that you ssy2" snapped Mis-
He.ty.
Isoltie did not venture repetition, bu
sat demurely. considering what under th'
stress OF circumstances she should do
Lotiis Vas Miss Henristtss orphan niece
and had been member OF her household
for nearly year. She had learned dearl,
to love the prim old lady, though tha
love Was not unmiIed with fear. Hel
wants had oil been kindly anticipated ant
generally supplied; but now she bad
come TO her aunt with q request for few
shillings to spend on trihes, OF which Mis-
Hetts did not approve, and had been fiat
ly denied.
Oh. dear, what should she dol Harry
had always brought her some tasteful gif,
aud she did SO want to make him a hal
band for his new Derby. She bad mol
dreamed that she could not, and had put
it of till the last moment.
The great drops welled suddenly up to
her eyes. II Miss Hetta saw any symp-
toms OF heartsche, she had had heartaches
herself, ard they had never killed her yet.
But Lottie did not mean to droop. Auntie
was usually kind. and was, albeit, her
only living relative Except indeed, barry.
Well. Harry was not g relative exactly
and, oh dear. il he could only have bat
band
She forced back the rebellious tears and
went singing about the house like the
blithe girl che WAS.
The birthday morning arrived, and the
problem Of Hsrry's present WAS still un-
solved. "If could Just give him some
thing, she sighed, looking wistfully down
the long street. "Ob, she said. suddenly,
clssping her hands, II will, l will what
. happy thought" and she fairly jumped
into her cloak and hat and went skipping
down the street.
DIR. Beach, an eccentric bachelor, lived
in the rather lonely house at the extreme
end Of the street Lottie was never sick
herself. and Aunt Hetta employed Dr.
Camp for her occasional ailments; yet the
bright hearted girl had contriyed to make
the acquaintance Of the uncouth doctor,
who liked her, and called her Little
Miss"
'sWhat II the dear old man was little
gruff? he was good" and into his Office
Lottie now went, assured OF warm wei
come. Absorbed In her own interest and
intent on her errand she approached the
bay window where stood the great month
ly rosebusb, which had been the wonder
and envy Of the sdmiring public, since
almost before Lottie was born.
"Oh, Doctorr' she said, II came to ask
If you would be so kind as to give me
three or four Of those lovely buds?"
"Whst for?" growled the doctor. saw
sgely.
"You see." she began, II wanted to
make something pretty for birthday
gift for-for friend, but could not, -
choking little ''and had almost given
up hope Of anything, when this morning,
as l glanced down the road, your beauti
full roses seemed TO say, Come after us.
so here sm. Flowers are always nice to
give, you know, and had none"
"Humphl Why couldn't you make
what you wanted TOP"
Aunt Hetts would not let me.
"Humphl Is not Henrietta Henshaw
good to your" be demanded, bristling up.
"Oh, yes, Is kind as can be. But she
does not believe in birthday gifts. she
says"
hadn't you any money yourself"
"No."
"She might give you a cent or two from
time to time; then you would have fund
to draw from"
"Oh, she does; / had five dollars Mon
day that had not needed TO use. But !
saw Tommy and Jennie Elroy, with their
little bare toes peeping out OF their old
shoes. and
80 you squandered your money to
clothe the feet OF those little ysgabondsY"
growled the doctor, wondering why be
had not seen the bare toes.
Eyes. got shoes and the incest red
stockings. Jennie cried aud cried when
she hugged me because she was so glad, :"
related Lottie. her quick tears starting.
The doctor rubbed his knuckles vindic-
lively in his own eyes. "Well. little miss,
il you had known you could not get any
more money for your fummery. would
you have spent oil you had on the little
begeArsi"
II don't know. hope so, I'm sorrow
you asked me. really think ! should.
Bnt did want the other so dreadfully
that might have saved out little.
"You could have got brown stockings
bright colors come high"
80 l could Bu, guess I'm glad !
did not; the red ones are 40 mnch preitier
and the poor like pretty things as well as
the rich
The doctor looked ponderingly on the
little miss. She vas . pretty creature,
and innocent as she was pretty. Though
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